Gypsy......it was me at the Clinic

OK.........I own up...........its was like this, decided that my faithful Jasper, who since he's been at Scarlett house has got a big belly needed some exercise, so I put on my armour, got on Jasper and we went for a ride along the Corniche to see if we could rescue a few maidens or fight the odd dragon or two which frequent that part of town.. Everything fine, bit hot in the armour, but thats all part of the Knight thing, ok some hooligans drove passed hooting their horns ( must get those damn things banned).....lovely day. Then suddenly these idiots pulled up in this van jumped out, screamed something which I beleive was Arabic ( must take lessons) and then proceeded to roughly throw me in their damn van.
They then proceeded to take off my armour ( good thing I had undies on) and place a very restrictive funny jacket on me , very rough material I must say, poor quality. Next thing I know I'm in the Doha clinic tied to a bed.( wild fantacy of some domina mistress running through my brain) thank god for faithful Jasper, he had followed us to the clinic, seeing my plight he chewed through the ropes binding me ( got his teeth marks on my wrist to prove it) and the tie straps on the jacket. I'm free I thought, wait cant go out in this jacket, they will think I am a looney, saw the operating gown, quickly put it on ( now does the opening go at the back or the front) wait a minute seen Emergency Room on TV....ah yes at the back. Jumped out of the window, no damn Jasper, little git got hungry and did a runner to Scarletts place ( traitor).
Thank god I saw the bike, not as confortable as Jasper, jumped on it and did myself a serious injury to my personal equipment ( will have the bruises for weeks) and then prceeded to cycle away in a discret manner. So there I am happy to escaped this mad house and who the hell should come driving passed..............Gyspsy....oh why didnt I stay in the mad house!!!!!